[Spoken]
I found her settin' on a Sioux City park bench, on
a late November afternoon. Me, I was just driftin'
through. She said she was fourteen, and runnin'
away from home. And no, she wouldn't mind some
company. So I sat down and smoked my last
cigarette; she pulled out a candy bar. And we
started talkin' about the hows and the whys, and
we watched the first snow start to fall.

I said, \"Hey, little girl. I know the rest of the
world looks a lot better to you now. But you know,
you gotta hold onto your home. 'Cause home is
what's gonna keep you warm. So if you gotta run
someplace, run on outta this here park, and back
home. Now, I don't have no money to help get you
there, but here: take my coat. I can't let you go
cold.\"

[Sung]
I wish there was more that I could give you
Though I know it's your own life to live
But you're so alone
And far away from home
I wish there was more that I could give

[Spoken]
Standin' out at the edge a' town, leanin' on the
Route 20 sign, snow blowin' all around, I thought
about my home, and how far away it was. And then
as night come on and the wind picked up, I started
thinkin' about the cold, and the blizzard I might
be spendin' the night with. And I realized I
didn't have a coat anymore. I was alone. And
somewhere, so was that little girl.

Well, along about midnight I was ready to say my
prayers, 'cause the road was gone and I wasn't far
behind. And then I saw some lights, whirlin' and
flashin', and a patrolman helped me into a warm
car. And there inside was my little runaway
friend; and she wrapped my coat around me. Well,
all I could say was \"Thank you both, for savin'
my life.\" But the patrolman looked me in the eye
and said, \"Thank you, for sendin' my little girl
back home to me.\"

[Sung]
I wish there was more that I could give you
Though I know it's your own life to live
But you're so alone
And far away from home
I wish there was more that I could give